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Now Ahura would have answered again, for this sneering taunt stung her
to the quick. But Pharaoh laid his hand upon her knee and said,
"Continue, Prince and brother. We have heard from you that which we
already know too well--that I am childless. Tell us what we do not know,
the desire of your heart which lies hid beneath all these words."
"Pharaoh, it is this--I am of your holy blood, sprung of the same divine
father----"
"But of a mother who was not divine," broke in Ahura; "of a mother taken
from a race that has brought many a curse upon Khem, as any mirror will
show you, Prince of Memphis."
"Pharaoh," went on Abi without heeding her, "you grow weak; heaven
desires you, the earth melts beneath you. In the north and in the south
many dangers threaten Egypt. Should you die suddenly without an heir,
barbarians will flow in from the north and from the south, and the great
ones of the land will struggle for your place. Pharaoh, I am a warrior;
I am built strong; my children are many; my house is built upon a rock;
the army trusts me; the millions of the people love me.


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